A/N: Hello my lovely readers! How have you been these last couple of days! ^u^Have you been enjoying the beautiful of death of in the sky? Anyway I finally fixed the format on my other fanfic 'A little fun never hurt' for any of you who read that one as well this. Now on with the story. Apologies for any oocness, please be gentle with flames and enjoy.

*Francois POV*

"Here we are!" He exclaimed cheerily. "Welcome to the best bakery in all of England!" Two glass doors were pulled open to reveal a simplistic interior design with a lot of pastel colors. Mainly pink, blue and white.

"What is it with you and bright colors?" I grumbled as I followed him in.

He smiled. "I just like things to be bright and cheery. That's all. Hey Artie?"

"Artie?"

From behind the counter he plucked off the counter and smiled as he read it. "Taking the day off today….guess I'll til tomorrow to introduce you two properly. Artie is the one I told you about. He came to me looking to be my apprentice."

"Oui..."

"Well!" He smiled. "How does muffins and tea sound for lunch?"

I blushed faintly at his offer. "Any chance of tea being turned to wine for me?"

"No sorry I don't have any. Sides tea is healthier! I'll be back in a jiffy. Oh and up that stairway there is where I'll meet you." He said as he disappeared into the kitchen.

I shrugged and headed up the stairs to a room which I quickly identified as his room and blushed as I took my shoes off. I looked at the bed for a minute and quickly settled down among the blanket and covers.

My eyes closed a little as something rather pleasing met my nose. At first I wasn't sure what it was but then I realized it was his scent faintly coming from the blankets.

M-mon dieu..." I took in another savory breath...and another...and moaned quietly into the pillow. "Mon dieu...this...this is bad...he's going to catch me...ahhh but...he mmm...this scent...I can't help it… I moaned again. The lovely smell it seem was getting stronger and it felt as if it was all around me. I could feel myself starting to get certain feelings and as I pleaded with my body it wouldn't listen. Another groan escaped my lips as I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Non...non I can't...let him catch...me...like this… With all my will I pulled myself up into a sitting position and tried to steady myself as he came in. Smiling and fixing me with from those beautiful...alluring...pink and blue eyes. I could feel my heart speed up a little as my mind started working against me.

He set down the tray he was holding and smiled as he sat next to me. "Would you like cream in your tea?"

Non but I would like you- NON! Knock it off! I nodded as I took a muffin still warm from the oven. Not trusting myself to speak.

He poured me a cup while I started eating my muffin. He kept watching me and I started to feel a nervous but after a couple bites my mind grew hazy and I set down the half eaten round topped treat on the dresser and rested my head in my hands. "Mon merde dieu...por quoi is...is this feeling?"

He placed his cup down on the dresses and dimmed the lights a little.

"Oliver?" I mumbled.

His hand caressed my cheek and I found myself leaning into the touch as he stroke and caressed it. "Now Francois..." I moaned a little at his calm low voice as he leaned me back to lay down.

He crawled on top of me and leaned in close, his scent once again surrounding me. "Francois…." He nipped my neck a little. "I'm going to ask you a couple questions and I want you to answer truthfully," He brought his lips to mine and I moaned out as his breath tickled my neck. The smell of cookies, tea leaves, and icing, mixing with the faint scent of pastries and bread from the blankets and pillows. All these scents mingling with my feelings...it was too much…

"O-oui..."

He smiled at me. "Good. Now, first of all. Do you love me?"

"Non..." I mumbled through a groan.

For a minute he stopped but then started again. "Do you think I'm pretty, handsome or anything of the sort?"

"Ohhh~ N-non..."

He growled and slapped me hard across the cheek. Taking me by surprise. I blinked up at him with a couple tears.

"Did you ever love me?"

"Oui..."

"Well then what happened?"

"I realized that I can't live without you...and you're the most adorable thing my eyes have ever seen..."

The shocked look on his face was priceless. He stared down at me for what felt like hours as I continued to pant and moan faintly under him.

Then I felt something wet hit my shirt and looked up at him to find tears streaming down his cheeks. I reached up and stroked it gently. "Mon che...why the tears?"

He buried his face in my chest and continued to cry. I rubbed his hair tenderly and I could feel my senses and body starting to calm down a little although his scent was still driving me crazy.

"By the way, what did you put in my muffin?"

He blushed a little and up at me. "Why?" He left a trail of kisses feathery kisses down my neck again. I moaned faintly. "Ch-cher...please don't tease me like this~"

He chuckled in my ear. "Why? Does it feel good?" His hand slid under my shirt, rubbing my hardened buds as he continued to lick and nibble my neck. My hands clutched the sheets a little and my pants had turned into a torture device of their own as they got quite tight. I squirmed underneath but surprisingly he was stronger than I gave him credit for.

"Now now love. Have a little patience." He purred.

"M-mon m-mer-merde….dieu~" I moaned loudly as he brushes over a certain spot on my neck. "Bingo." He whispered as he attacked that spot. causing my back to arch and my fingers to dig into his back.

Finally, he pulled back and chuckled at my squirming moaning form. His hand danced along my sides and moved slowly down to my pants. Rubbing my thighs insides teasingly through my pants.

"Does it hurt would you like me to make it better?"

I let out a begging moan.

"Aww~ come on, you can do better than that. Let me hear you beg."

"Ahhhh~ p-please...please take me...I want more...please…."

He gave me a cruel teasing smirk. "Sorry but I'm not ready for this." He tied down my hands to the headboard. You are everything to me I will admit. However, did you really think I was going to let you off scott free for what you did to me and my village?"

I looked away, ashamed. "Well..."

"Incase you haven't figured it out yet this out by now I'm not as innocent as I let on. However, I won't hurt you, but," He stroked my neck and I let out yet another moan. "Every touch must feel like torturous pleasure by now."

I felt him him cuddle with to me with a smile. "It'll wear off in a couple hours. I'll be up from my nap by then."

He murmured as he dozed off. "Ahh merde...so mon cher has a dark side...well then….that makes me love you even more mon cher..."